Part 51 (2/2)

”I'll b.u.t.t the pa.s.ser,” said the goat, as he helped him over the fence.

”Yes, he's got a flying-machine ready for a trial now and he's trying hard not to be proud?”

”Why shouldn't he be proud?”

”Well, pride goes before a fall, you know.”

”He has none of the finer sensibilities, nothing to distinguish him from the common herd.”

”No?”

”No, sir. I've heard him confess, out of his own mouth, that all autos smell alike to him.”--_Puck._

”Why did you insist on only $99,000 a year as your salary?”

”Because,” answered the high financier, ”as soon as people hear a hundred thousand mentioned they get suspicious. It is better to keep the figure marked down a little.”

Tom--I kissed her when she wasn't looking.

Clara--What did she do?

Tom--Kept her eyes closed the rest of the evening.

Jenks--Why on earth did you laugh so heartily at that ancient jest of Borem's?

Wise--In self-defense.

Jenks--in self-defence?

Wise--Yes; if I hadn't laughed so he would have repeated the thing, thinking I hadn't seen the point.

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